[He steps through the door as Frisk opens it, just not really sure what to say at this point. It's pretty clear the kid is expecting something from him, but...
He's distracted by a slight movement in the garden. And it's pretty impressive, with green things growing everywhere and even a tree like Frisk said. But it's what--or rather, who--is sitting under that tree that really leaves him speechless.
A small, skinny white-haired boy. That's... it's not possible... but it is, isn't it? He'll just stare at his younger self now, don't mind him, Frisk.]
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He's distracted by a slight movement in the garden. And it's pretty impressive, with green things growing everywhere and even a tree like Frisk said. But it's what--or rather, who--is sitting under that tree that really leaves him speechless.
A small, skinny white-haired boy. That's... it's not possible... but it is, isn't it? He'll just stare at his younger self now, don't mind him, Frisk.]